Miss Biao is Always Busy! [Quick Transmigration]

Hangzhou is very beautiful, and the food is very exquisite. The appetite of Junzishu here is actually more spicy, but the food here is relatively light, fortunately the taste is very good.

The martial arts conference is about to be held, and it is much more lively here than for Weishui, but there is at least half a month before the martial arts conference is held.

They came early, so they did not choose to live in an inn, but rented a small courtyard.

This kind of autonomy is relatively strong, and is not afraid of being stared at by someone.

There was also a small kitchen in the small yard. Wei Zinan was the first to cook.

Wei Zinan was expecting the two girls to go to the kitchen. After all, Junzi was far away from the kitchen, but neither Junzishu nor Shen Zheyan could cook.

I won’t say anything about the Gentleman’s Book. I didn’t know how to cook since I was a child. It's impossible to ask a ten-finger to not touch Yangchunshui and let her cook.

At first, she went in and eagerly tried it, but the things she made looked very tragic. She didn't dare to let people eat it, let alone eat it.

Shen Zheyan was actually able to cook before. After all the village was gone, when she went to live in another place, she made food and eat, but after joining the teacher, she didn’t need to do those chores. Although the school is small, there are people who specialize in cooking, so Shen Zheyan hasn't done it for seven or eight years, and he has forgotten how to cook.

Faced with this situation, Wei Zinan really had no choice, and decided to go into the kitchen to try.

The food Wei Zinan made was only edible, not very tasty. Jun Zishu couldn't be picky, after all, she couldn't make it herself.

After eating Wei Zinan's food for two days in a row, everyone couldn't stand it anymore.

Not only Junzishu can't stand it, but Wei Zinan can't stand it either.

He can strictly control the heat of the decoction, but he really can't control the heat of those dishes.

"Why don't we go out to eat, or invite someone back to cook."

The local tyrant who has never been short of money after joining the Demon Sect made this proposal.

"I think it can."

Wei Zinan, also an excellent disciple of Yaogu who has not suffered much, nodded.

"It seems that this is all we can do."

Shen Zheyan nodded and nodded in agreement.

Jun Zishu touched her stomach and her mouth squashed. She missed the Demon Cult more at this time. After all, the food there was really good, and she was served very comfortably.

Shen Zheyan saw the gentleman book in his eyes and moved his finger on his side.

After eating outside meals for several days, Jun Zishu got up one day and even smelled the scent of food in the yard.

Although there are not many rooms in the small courtyard, there are still three of them. After the gentleman book washed, he stretched his waist in front of his room, moved his nose, sniffed the smell in the air, and walked towards the kitchen.

At this time, Wei Zinan almost got up, also smelling the scent.

"Sister? How are you cooking?"

Jun Zishu raised his eyebrows and smelled the porridge and pancakes.

"I got up early today and went outside to buy some materials."

Shen Zheyan brought out a bowl of porridge and a plate of cakes, and placed them on the stone table outside. The bowl of porridge was obviously for Junzishu. The color of the cakes looked yellow, which made people look at them. Have an appetite.

"Sister, how can you make this pancake?"

This pancake is something that Jun Zishu has eaten for several days in a row, and it is sold at a stall not far away.

"If you watch too much, you will learn."

The pancakes at that stall are all freshly fried, so Shen Zheyan can see how to do it every time, and with the ingredients, she can almost figure out what's in it at a glance.

"I'll try it."

Jun Zishu sat down, took the chopsticks that Shen Zheyan handed her, couldn't wait to take a bite of the cake and tasted it, then gave Shen Zheyan a thumbs up.

"Brother Zinan, there is porridge in the kitchen. You can serve it yourself."

"Ok."

Wei Zinan walked quickly to the kitchen and took a bowl of porridge.

"Sister, did you learn this specifically for me?"

"It's not good to go out every day to eat. Anyway, I still remember some things. It's still suitable to pick them up now. Taste the porridge and see if it tastes good."

Jun Zi Shu nodded and blew at the porridge. The porridge was filled with diced meat and mushrooms. It seemed that there was something else and it smelled very fragrant.

"It's delicious, sister, try it."

Jun Zishu did not shy away from the chopsticks he had just used, picked up a piece of cake and sent it in front of Shen Zheyan, Shen Zheyan lowered his head and took a bite of the cake.

"You hurry up and grab a bowl to eat together."

The gentleman book moved the chopsticks back naturally, and ate the remaining cakes by himself.

Shen Zheyan's ears were reddened by Jun Zishu's action, and Wei Zinan just caught this scene in his eyes, and his heart was complicated.

He really felt that his sweetheart seemed to be walking further and further down that path.

When the two of Ji Liji had a meal, Wei Zinan was in such a weird atmosphere, with tears in his heart, and finished the breakfast.

Half a month later, the martial arts conference was officially held.

For this grand event in the arena, it can not be said that it is not solemn, the momentum is huge, and probably more than half of the people are here.

Some came from one sect, and some came single-handedly.

"Sister, do you want to participate?"

"Participate, after all, this is a good opportunity to become famous."

Shen Zheyan would naturally participate, just to promote her reputation as the Celestial Spirit School.

"I will also participate, just as it is to join in the fun, people from my sect should come in the next few days, won't you participate?"

Wei Zinan looked at Junzishu, who shook his head.

"I only have light work that I can do. Is it going to be in the ring? Let me give you drugs, and poison or something, I can't play with you either."

Jun Zishu is very modest and said that of course she cannot reveal her identity at this time. Besides, if she really makes a move, she will definitely be famous. She is afraid that she will reveal any flaws. After all, there are so many people present. She couldn't guarantee that no one had ever fought against the demon saint, or had seen the moves of the demon saint.

After all, the martial arts routines of the saints are all in the same line, and if they are met, they will definitely be able to recognize them.

If the demon saints participated in the martial arts convention of the righteous way in a fair manner, wouldn't the heroes of the righteous way be bombed one by one.

This is a plot point, but it is not a critical point.

The general idea is that Shen Zheyan passed this test and successfully expanded his reputation in the arena.

They are not just walking and playing, Shen Zheyan has not neglected the practice of her own moves and the cultivation of internal strength.

In the first two days, there were some small shrimps, nothing to look at.

There was also a big melee in the middle. You beat me and I beat you. The scene is not ugly, it is quite exciting.

Jun Zi Shu met some famous knights and powerful people in the rivers and lakes, and one day saw someone who was even more dragged than Shen Zheyan.

What Shen Zheyan was more dragged was that he had to play the sword before the last force, and he would never play the sword.

She defeated others without even showing her weapons, and she was very arrogant and powerful in the eyes of others.

But this one's drag is even more special.

Of course it doesn't mean that he is very good, which is good, but the level of funnyness is still quite powerful.

There are a lot of strange weapons on his body, and the momentum is very full, and the pretense is in place.

Jun Zishu watched one of his weapons fly out of the ring, pointing straight in one direction.

"Be careful!"

There was a person sitting where the weapon was thrown out. Jun Zishu reacted very quickly, two or three points on his toes, pinched the throwing knife, and landed in front of that person.

This almost innocent one was a girl, a very gentle-looking girl, she was sitting in a wheelchair with a good posture.

"Girl, are you okay?"

Jun Zishu threw the weapon back onto the stage from this angle, looking at the girl behind him.

"Thank you girl for helping me, it's fine."

"Isn't that Girl Yunsheng?"

Someone saw it underneath, and immediately said loudly, many people looked over and nodded again and again.

"You seem to be famous."

Junzishu has always been acquainted with the mission objectives and the people related to the mission objectives.

Yun Sheng smiled, did not speak, but the golden thread in his hand flew out and wrapped around the wrist of a gentleman's book.

"what do you mean?"

Jun Zi Shu shook his hand, but found that he couldn't get rid of the entanglement of the golden thread.

"Are you... the Demon Cultist?"

Yun Sheng said hesitantly, but his expression was very calm.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Jun Zi Shu made a confused and angry expression, and stretched out his hand to pull the gold thread on his wrist, unable to pull it apart.

Yun Sheng just looked at the gentleman book quietly, without speaking.

"I saved you, how did you return me?"

"excuse me."

As soon as Yun Sheng raised his hand, Jin Si hooked the Gentleman's Book and pulled it in front of Yun Sheng.

The gold thread was taken back, and there were a few subtle, almost invisible red marks on Jun Zishu's wrist.

"It's very rude indeed."

Jun Zishu rubbed his wrist, but in his heart he was thinking about who this person is, and he could see her identity at a glance.

"If I didn't guess wrong, you are the new demon saint, right?"

Yun Sheng said this sentence very clearly, the expression on his face was neither afraid nor curious, as if he was simply stating a fact, without the pride of piercing his identity, nor the kind of knowing. It is the hatred of the Demon Cult.

Suddenly fall off the horse?

Jun Zi Shu squinted his eyes and leaned in front of Yun Sheng without a smile. The distance between the two was very close. There was a sense of intimidation on Jun Zi Shu's body, but Yun Sheng was still very calm and still calm and calm. The gentleman book looks at each other.

Only when Shen Zheyan kicked the man on the stage, he looked up and saw that Jun Zishu and a woman were very close, and from her angle, the two seemed to be kissing.